Chapter 206

Fang Ziye returned while chatting with Luo Tingzhu.

Looking at his empty wallet, then recalling his earlier plan to give Luo Tingzhu a small gift every month, that calculation fell through.

You're dirt poor, so what big bad wolf are you pretending to be?

If they really don't pay at the end of the month, Fang Ziye will have to ask his family for money again, otherwise he can't hold out.

Hua Biao is convenient, but it has to be paid back; after paying it back, what if there's no money next month?

Keep borrowing?

Actually, this month's tightness was caused by the previous few months; he should have just asked his family for money instead of borrowing from his fellow disciples, that way last month's subsidy could still be used.

"Wait a moment, let me check a message." After getting off the car, Fang Ziye was chatting with Luo Tingzhu; Luo Tingzhu asked him what he planned to eat this afternoon, but Fang Ziye had no mind to reply at all.

Because at this moment, in the work group chat of the department, a message @everyone appeared, from Zhang Mingcan, Director of Trauma Surgery.

"Over these past two years, thank you to all the teachers, elders, and brothers and sisters in the department for your kindness, allowing me to reach the position of Director. Special thanks to Director Hong Du for his strong recommendation."

"But recently there have been quite a few things happening in the department, which shows that I do not possess the ability of a leader; therefore, I have submitted my resignation letter to the hospital, and expect to complete all procedures by the end of this month."

"After I leave my post, I have already recommended Director Wu Guo Nan as Acting Director of the ward; I hope that in the future, all brothers and sisters can, under Director Wu Guo Nan's leadership, go further and further, and build our hometown better and better."

"Self-blame is useless, nor is it avoidance, but truly my level is average and my ability is limited."

"That's all! Zhang Mingcan, 04.28!"

This was rather abrupt.

Really rather abrupt.

Below, no one commented, and no one echoed.

But Zhang Mingcan suddenly resigning from his position as Director of Trauma Surgery and Chief of Orthopedics Department made Fang Ziye feel very surprised.

But upon careful thought!

It seems, Huang Kai's matter has nothing to do with Zhang Mingcan at all.

"What's wrong?" Luo Tingzhu asked.

"Director Zhang resigned, that's the Director Zhang Mingcan I told you about." Fang Ziye explained to Luo Tingzhu while pressing the elevator floor button.

Luo Tingzhu had just finished eating melon to her fill, so she probably knew the ins and outs of what Fang Ziye knew.

"Ah?"

"But, Huang Kai's matter has nothing to do with Director Zhang, right? Nowadays the workplace is so hard to get by in; just because someone in the department got into trouble, does the leader have to take the blame?" Luo Tingzhu was not absolutely naive; she actually understood what she understood.

Fang Ziye found Luo Tingzhu's question difficult to answer.

But thinking about it, Huang Kai being appreciated by Director Hong Du and Director Fu Qianjin of Trauma Surgery at the neighboring hospital, he should be an absolute young talent in the hospital, and a pillar of Trauma Surgery in the future, and moreover an Associate Chief Physician.

Under such circumstances, such a thing happening, as the direct leader, Zhang Mingcan might be disciplined by the hospital.

"I don't know; judging from Director Zhang's resignation letter, it should not be forced, but a voluntary resignation."

"But after Director Zhang resigns, isn't the department even more short-staffed?" Fang Ziye was somewhat doubtful, sharing the problem with Luo Tingzhu, not asking her for an answer.

"I don't know; this matter sounds too convoluted."

Luo Tingzhu chatted for a while, then went to sleep.

It was afternoon on Fang Ziye's side, but it should be early morning on her side; she had no particularly urgent tasks, so naturally she could sleep soundly—eating melon was not as important as resting.

Fang Ziye, on the other hand, did not rest, and had no time to manage the matter of Knowledge Points; instead, he first looked at the small group chat.

In the small group chat, it indeed exploded.

The small group chat was the group without the three directors.

Originally led by Huang Kai, but now Xue Tao in the small group chat had already become the big brother.

The most nervous were the two attending physicians of Zhang Mingcan's group, Zhong Xue Gao and Guang Shenqing.

Zhong Xue Gao was fine; he was naturally mature, although a bit of a clown, but that was just his personality.

He was older than Guang Shenqing, so he did not chat in the group.

Guang Shenqing, however, said in a panic: "Brother Zhong, did Director Zhang hint to you about resigning? Did Director Zhang find a next job or what? How did he suddenly resign?"

"And, after Director Zhang leaves, what about our group? Now there are only two Chief Physicians in the department."

"And, Kai Ye is currently... Tao Ge is going to lead the group, right?"

Xue Tao said: "I don't know; Director Zhang's resignation was too sudden."

"Qingqing, don't scare me; I'm going to lead the group? Leading what chicken feather." Xue Tao was older than Guang Shenqing, so he called him Qingqing.

Many people called Guang Shenqing Qingqing.

Naturally, Wang Zhongxing and Cao Zhen, the two attending physicians, also posted a big melon emoji in the group.

Things that Xue Tao and Zhong Xue Gao both didn't know were, for them, truly unsolvable; they simply had no way of knowing this matter.

Fang Ziye dared even less to speak.

Fang Ziye at this moment sat on the sofa, pondering the ins and outs of this matter.

Master Yuan Weihong, however, called Fang Ziye!

Fang Ziye hurriedly answered: "Master."

"Ziye, are you alright? I just got back and only learned what happened at your place."

"Master, where did you go? You took a day off the day before yesterday." Fang Ziye picked up the thread and asked.

"Just went out for a trip! Don't worry about so much; are you alright?"

"What on earth happened? Shen Tao went back to Han City and even got thrown into a detention room!" Yuan Weihong dropped a bombshell question.

"Ah?" Fang Ziye was very surprised.

"So it seems you don't know."

"Not knowing is also a good thing; that bastard Shen Tao, I don't know if he was framed by someone or just had good luck, but after returning to Han City, he was summoned and detained, and moreover, in the past few days, he was warned."

"It just happened to be last night that he came out. He just called me, sharing his experiences these past few days, feeling it was a bit dreamlike, but it's okay now. The Han City police apologized to him, and he was even made into a minor model figure..."

Yuan Weihong recounted the whole story to Fang Ziye in detail!

After listening, Fang Ziye was genuinely a bit surprised!

Good fellow, what Fang Ziye completely couldn't imagine was that after Pang Hong the Director was imprisoned, he backed up that private data and placed it with Director Zhang Mingcan of Trauma Surgery.

And before this matter, basically no one knew that Pang Hong and Zhang Mingcan's relationship was actually pretty good.

So Fang Ziye learned that the good thing and materials Zhang Mingcan once told him could change his life, even let him directly step into a professor position, turned out to be such a bomb of unpredictable fortune and misfortune.

And such a bomb, Zhang Mingcan himself couldn't even use well.

Seeing that even a young person like him wasn't easy to fool, Zhang Mingcan had no choice but to explain the truth to Shen Tao. Shen Tao listened, and at that moment his blood boiled a bit; he grabbed it and returned to Han City.

However, what Shen Tao himself didn't know was that Zhang Mingcan concealed one thing from Shen Tao.

The inspection team had already arrived in Enshi, and quite a few people in Enshi had already gotten this news. Zhang Mingcan wanted to muddy the waters at this time, to take the opportunity to spread this matter.

There were also others who couldn't help but jump the wall in desperation, wanting to cut off the source...

After Shen Tao brought that data back to Han City, he was immediately summoned by the "cops," hoping Shen Tao would behave himself and not create rumors and trouble.

They also made Shen Tao sign a letter of guarantee.

As a result, a slightly face-slapping thing appeared. Just yesterday, the inspection team on the Enshi side switched from covert to overt.

Consequently, the Hubei Provincial Health Commission immediately plugged the gaps. Not only did they hurriedly summon Shen Tao again, take the data, but then also immediately presented the data upward.

Under the fine name of: we've been investigating all along, we also grasped key information, we've been following this matter, it's just that it's of great importance, many previous open and secret visits yielded no substantive evidence.

Anyway, it's just not seeking merit but seeking no fault. To show they weren't occupying their posts without doing work, they hurriedly found something to plug the leak.

But it's actually mending the fold after the sheep are lost, taking off pants to fart — pointless.

Although Shen Tao later received a commendation, credited for the complaint, seemingly planning to give some reward, when Shen Tao and Yuan Weihong complained, where would they talk about merit? Shen Tao, with a bit of sense of justice, was nearly scared into peeing his pants.

Fang Ziye also secretly thought, not becoming such a positive model figure himself was the best.

Otherwise, a master's graduate student like him, manipulated by others, would be even more unable to move than Shen Tao.

Fortunately, he himself wasn't fooled by Zhang Mingcan into going.

"Master, I didn't know about these things. No one ever mentioned them to me." Fang Ziye spoke the truth.

He cut off the source right when Zhang Mingcan wanted to show him these things.

Where would Fang Ziye need to take risks for merit? His own research achievements are the best career advancement tool.

Merit is generally only useful within the province; research achievements are universally recognized proof worldwide.

Therefore Fang Ziye accidentally circumvented this matter.

Since it had nothing to do with Fang Ziye, and Fang Ziye was outside the situation, Yuan Weihong was relieved. After chatting a few more sentences, he instructed: "In a prefecture-level city hospital, you must absolutely not get entangled with the device businesses there!"

"You're not in the circle, so just say you have no say."

"This time, after Enshi's own device company falls, it will face the impact of the free market. During the process of numerous device companies dividing the meat, it's still best to exercise self-restraint." Yuan Weihong instructed Fang Ziye like this.

"Okay, Master."

"If there's anything I don't understand, I'll consult you and Professor Deng."

"And I've never meddled in this kind of thing." Fang Ziye said.

Device companies — whichever company's devices are used, that's that company's performance. Performance, this thing, is one of a company's lifelines.

When Fang Ziye was at Zhongnan Hospital, quite a few painkiller and anticoagulant drug representatives sought him out, but Fang Ziye's principle was: use what the hospital has, use according to the situation, use whatever works well, use whatever is suitable.

Drugs just need to be used — that's the only principle.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziye's mood was slightly complex and conflicted.

No other reason.

Mainly, Shen Tao's matter actually nearly fell on him. Fang Ziye seemed to feel he had escaped a calamity, yet also felt as if he had lost some opportunity.

But after two minutes passed, Fang Ziye suppressed all these emotions.

All opportunities pale compared to his own panel. He only needs to advance steadily; there's absolutely no need to seek progress through danger.

Then, not long after, Fang Ziye passively ate another melon, from Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi of the neighboring hospital.

The melon Senior Brother Wu Xuanqi brought wasn't that big.

Actually it's just that, besides the year when Director Pang Hong of Infection Surgery put the data with Zhang Mingcan, Li Cong, who was quite close with Huang Kai, upon discovering the device company was bringing bacteria into the OR through gloves, also passed the remaining data to Zhang Mingcan through Huang Kai's channel.

And Huang Kai denied it through gritted teeth, refusing to admit this matter.

So, the wives of Li Cong and Huang Kai, during prenatal checkups, being hit — it was absolutely not an accident and absolutely not innocent. It was a form of coercion...

At this, many threads seemed to become clear.

Five years ago, Pang Hong discovered clues, but was framed for fabricating rumors and false accusations and thrown in prison.

Five years later, Li Cong discovered new evidence again, and when passing it to Zhang Mingcan through Huang Kai's hands, someone harbored ill intent, wanting to interrogate the subsequent whereabouts. But Huang Kai and Li Cong both didn't sell out Zhang Mingcan.

Therefore, Zhang Mingcan's resignation, Fang Ziye finally could understand a bit or two...

Time flows like water.

The next day!

April 28th.

At the morning handover, Director Zhang Mingcan appeared, but took off his own name badge.

Moreover, after the duty doctor and duty nurse finished the handover, Director Zhang Mingcan then voluntarily, in front of everyone, recited yesterday's notification in the group chat once more, and also made a final recommendation.

"Director Wu, Director Hong, after I resign, my current group — Yuan Hong is out on advanced study, so there's no senior title to lead the group. I recommend Xue Tao as the candidate to lead the group."

"Hope Director Wu can consider appropriately, or Director Wu comes over to take the group leader position, letting Xue Tao stay in place and take over Director Wu's group."

"The second is that I still have two master's graduate students. The hospital's graduate school is considering transferring them both under Director Wu's name. In our department, currently only you and I are master's graduate supervisors."

"Their papers are already more or less finished; they just need to be submitted. When the time comes, Director Wu, as their supervisor, you only need to arrange their graduation thesis defenses……"

"And then there's our department……" Zhang Mingcan was making arrangements in relatively meticulous detail.

Hong Du listened halfway through, then directly interrupted to ask: "Zhang Mingcan, have you found a next job? If you haven't found one, why go so far as to resign?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mingcan shook his head: "Director Hong, I haven't found a next job. I plan to rest for a while, then go out to study, truly study for a few years. Properly read for a full-time doctorate."

"So as for work, I haven't made any arrangements for the time being."

"Teacher Hong, thank you for your kindness and cultivation, but I'm still leaving."

"The road ahead is long; I hope all the teachers and brothers and sisters will have smooth sailing, career success, and family harmony." Zhang Mingcan's face was full of helplessness, and even in his eyes there was some unwilling grievance.

Although he was an attending physician, although he was a graduate supervisor, what use was it?

Under special circumstances, it was of no use at all; the social resources he grasped, even at critical moments, weren't worth a damn.

And such a thing, if it were at a top-tier Grade-A hospital, even an associate professor with relatively great influence couldn't possibly have it happen.

This is the gap and the ceiling.

……

After Zhang Mingcan finished his explanations, he did one last round of ward rounds with the team, then packed his things and left. Although there were quite a few people seeing Zhang Mingcan off, and quite a few people trying to persuade him to stay.

But Zhang Mingcan was clearly determined.

Watching Zhang Mingcan's retreating figure, Fang Ziye couldn't help but feel a myriad of emotions.

He still remembered that before coming to the prefecture-level city hospital, Professor Deng Yong said, this Director Zhang Mingcan, although he's only a director at a prefecture-level city hospital, actually has quite a lot of ideas, and is a very positive-energy person worth contacting.

The facts were indeed so!

Zhang Mingcan's crazy frenzy recently wasn't actually going crazy; to a certain extent, it might have been to shed the department's pressure, to relieve Huang Kai's burden, so he kept looking for people, kept wanting to send that material out.

Perhaps one of his calculations was to have Fang Ziye pass that material to Professor Deng Yong, and have Professor Deng Yong report it upward, adding weight.

But he didn't finish……

And then, a vice dean came to the hospital and announced that Director Zhang Mingcan would no longer serve as Orthopedics Chief Director and Trauma Surgery Director.

The Orthopedics Chief Director would be temporarily acted by Director Li Junfeng of Joint Surgery; the Trauma Surgery Administrative Director would be temporarily acted by Attending Physician Wu Guo Nan; subsequent specific arrangements would be decided after detailed discussion at the hospital general meeting.

And after these matters unrelated to Fang Ziye were all announced and arranged, Wu Guo Nan only found Fang Ziye around ten in the morning.

He openly brought Fang Ziye into the Director's Office.

He said: "Doctor Fang, this time, the hospital leadership specially entrusted me to express heartfelt gratitude to you, Doctor Fang, and to Professor Deng, Professor Duan, and others."

"It really is so; if not for you all, our hospital this time would probably have had a very hard time wrapping things up."

"Director Wu, the two professors indeed worked hard; I'm just a small assistant." Fang Ziye said somewhat embarrassedly, reluctant to accept the credit.

Wu Guo Nan, however, said: "No need for extra words; you and I are both Trauma Surgery people, and we're both on the stage. I also heard what Professor Duan and Professor Deng said."

"If not for you, this time Huang Kai might not have been able to safely get off the stage; he might have just passed away right on the operating table."

"Of course, considering Doctor Fang you're a student, the hospital decided not to use money or the like to insult this gratitude, so it was changed to……"

The last few words, Fang Ziye simply didn't have time to hear; his heart went thump-thump.

Inner monologue: Director Wu, why don't you just insult me a bit……

(Chapter End)